Pei Qianhao's hand patted Su Xier's forehead, "Open your eyes and look at this king."
The effect of applying pollen is only to see the effect. As for closing your eyes, is it like being forced? At this point, Pei Qianhao was displeased.
Su Xi'er shook her head, "King Hao, apply as soon as possible, and the slave and maid wear clothes afterwards."
Pei Qianhao deliberately closed his hands, straightened up, and looked at her quietly from a high level. Su Xi'er didn't hear any movement, turned her head and saw that he looked joking.
Looking at the small bottle in his hand, she said, "If you don't apply it, the slave and maid will get dressed."
"Open your eyes." Pei Qianhao said while holding her waist, turning her whole body over, from lying prone to lying on her back.
Su Xi'er closed her eyes again, Pei Qianhao bent down and applied the scar on her arm again, and then stayed in the softest part of the woman's upper body.
After applying the pollen and kneading it gently, Su Xi'er trembled and couldn't help asking, "King Hao, it's not good yet? It takes so long to apply it?"
Pei Qianhao's eyes showed a glimmer of light, and today he will teach her a lesson. It has been applied now, but he deliberately said, "No, almost. Since you don't want to open your eyes, just close your floor tightly."
Su Xi'er really thought he was going to heal soon and closed her eyes. However, what was waiting was not the application of pollen, but a moment of dampness, which kept moving in the softest part of her body. It was wet and slippery. When she moved her body and opened her eyes, she found Pei Qianhao lowered her head and her lips were leaning against where she shouldn't be.
Su Xi'er didn't even think about it, lifted her foot, and kicked Pei Qianhao. And he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her ankle, his lips tightened, causing Su Xi'er to tremble slightly.
In the end, Pei Qianhao raised his head, and there was a lot of charm in his laughter, "The powder ground from the flower of Ling Ruihua is really good. When a small bottle is used up, your body is very fragrant."
"King Hao, you are shameless!" Su Xier cursed coldly, kicking him hard with her feet.
Pei Qianhao got up, put the bottle away, put it on the table, "My king goes to the flower shed, you pack your luggage." After speaking, he raised his foot and walked out of the house.
Su Xier immediately picked up the clothes and put them on. She lowered her head when she saw the rosy place on her body, frowned. No man had ever done this to herself. Pei Qianhao didn't say anything else, and he moved very well. It seemed that he understood women's bodies very well.
Soon, she got dressed, and the emerald green step was put on her head again. After everything was taken care of, Su Xier left the house and went to the flower shed. The salute will be cleaned up, she wants to know if Feng Changqing has been picked.
When Su Xi'er walked to the flower shed, Feng Changqing happened to say, "King Hao, this pot of rhododendron has withered unexpectedly. It is not soil, flower stems or petals, but man-made damage." The voice was hoarse, making the other four. The farmer was surprised.
If it weren't for the presence of King Hao, everyone must have been talking about it. Man-made damage means that King Hao damaged Lingruihua!
Pei Qianhao looked into his eyes, and raised his hand to the flower pot. "Specifically, why is it considered to be man-made damage?"
"The soil of Nanzhao is divided into three types, red, yellow and black. The soil for cultivating rhizome is between red and black. If it is loess, it cannot survive. The surface of this pot of rhizome is red and black soil, and the bottom is all yellow soil. You can see it, deliberately put loess."
Pei Qianhao's eyes turned and he happened to see Su Xi'er coming here. She was so shy because of what happened just now, and her face was still flushing at the moment. The appearance at this time, absolutely cannot appear in front of everyone, this appearance can only be seen by him!
He looked at Su Xi'er, with a hint of displeasure in his voice, "I'm told you to pack up, and what are you doing here?"
"These few flower farmers and slaves feel good, so I want to know which King Hao will choose?" Su Xi'er looked at him, her voice softened, and the skin on her face became more rosy.
Feng Changqing felt strange, his face was not so red just now, how could it be so red as if it could pinch water out
On the side of Pei Qianhao's footsteps, with a tall figure blocking everyone's sight, he straightened out the hair on Su Xier's cheeks, "This king chooses the man who wears the veil, you go back and clean up immediately."
In the end, Feng Changqing was chosen. Su Xi'er sighed and curled her eyebrows and said, "The slave and maidservant will go now." After speaking, she turned her steps and walked forward.
Pei Qianhao looked at her leaving back, and could feel her light pace. He had just scolded him shamelessly in the room, but now he showed a shy little woman. What's the matter? Could it be that the flower farmer he chose was also selected by her
Thinking of this, Pei Qianhao turned his eyes and fell on Feng Changqing's veil. The face under the veil was full of scars, and his voice was still hoarse. If it is Yun Ruofeng or Ning Lianchen's look, he only needs to worry.
Su Xi'er, who had gone away, returned to the house, immediately packed up, folded her clothes, and put them neatly in her bag. Open the drawer and see that it is full of brown bottles. Everything that Pei Qianhao just did to her swept through his mind like sea water.
Su Xier's heart was tight, and she took out all the brown bottles and put them in a bag.
She opened her sleeves and looked at the wound on her arm. Although the scar was still there, she had healed a lot, because of the application of stamen pollen. It has to be said that Ling Ruihua is very useful for healing wounds. If you apply pollen mixed with herbs on Feng Changqing's face, will the scar be lighter
The flash of thought gave Su Xi'er the idea of trying.
After finishing everything, she put all the baggage on the cabinet and will take it again when she leaves at noon tomorrow.
Su Xier raised her foot and walked outside the house. Just a few steps out of the house, she saw two guards discussing King Nan Zhaoyun.
"King Yun is overworked and unwell. He is resting in the mansion during this period. Emperor Nan Zhao has sent a guard in the palace to guard him. Tsk tsk, the 16-year-old emperor has begun to seize power."
"Who would like to see the imperial power fall, think about Nan Zhao, it's a bit like Bei Min. But our emperor is still a child."
Another guard said categorically, "Our King Hao is powerful, but we are not a person who loves power. When the emperor reaches adulthood, we will definitely delegate power."
"That's right, King Hao is the most considerate of his subordinates, although they look cold. Hey, the world says that King Hao is cold, cruel and ruthless. After listening to it, I am really angry."
The two of them were chatting enthusiastically, and when they saw Su Xi'er, they shut up immediately. Basically, there will be Su Xier where King Hao is. Now Su Xier is standing in front of her, is King Hao nearby
Su Xier saw the tension between the two and couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, King Hao is in the flower shed in the backyard. Don't worry."
As soon as the two guards breathed a sigh of relief, they heard a steady and powerful footsteps. As soon as they turned their eyes, King Hao was walking here!
No longer daring to be careless, the two immediately bowed and saluted, "Subordinates, see King Hao."
Pei Qianhao waved his hand and looked at Su Xier, "Is everything packed?"
"Well, put it in a few baggage, and put it on the carriage tomorrow."
"Go, go out with my king." Pei Qianhao's voice was cold, and after speaking, he raised his foot and walked towards the gate of the post house.